Inside this hands,
That nothing holds,
A space, a void, an empty field.
And thou I wish to nothing greed,
At least a caress,
golden eyes staring,
May I fulfill...
Inside this hands,
That nothing holds,
A space, a void, an empty field.
And thou I wish to nothing greed,
At least a caress,
golden eyes staring,
May I fulfill...
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